I'm really an intern

Chapter 244 Accidentally Added a Little Fanboy

At 76:[-] in the morning, Zhang Tianyang had already made preparations for a lumbar puncture for the [-]-bed old lady.

It has been at least ten hours since the drainage tube was opened in the middle of the night last night.

However, the old lady's vital signs were all fine, and the typical symptoms of increased intracranial pressure did not appear again.

This is a good thing.

"There has been no accident so far, does it mean that there are signs of improvement?"

Opposite Zhang Tianyang, Lin Ke'an asked.

Next to her, there is a white coat.

It was the postgraduate brother who had won the gold medal in the clinical skills operation competition.

At this time, he was actively helping to fix the old lady's body.

As for Song Changkong, he handed over the old lady's waist wear to Zhang Tianyang with confidence, and then went to work on the medical records by himself.

Even though he is the chief physician of an outer hospital, he can study in Dongfang Hospital. If he doesn't want to bother Zhang Tianyang, he still has to do the hard work of writing medical records by himself.

"Hard to say."

After casually replying, Zhang Tianyang refocused on the old lady.

The posture has been set, the old lady is lying on the left side, her hands are hugging her knees, and her entire back is fixed in an arched position by two white coats.

In the middle of the waist is the dressing left after the waist piercing yesterday.

Zhang Tianyang tore it open and found that the skin underneath was a little bruised.

This is a normal phenomenon.

Usually, after a blood draw, there will be a bruise under the skin due to blood oozing out, let alone a waist puncture.

The graduate student brother leaned over his head and took a look, frowning.

"This, will it increase the difficulty?"

Some hard hematomas will cover the soft touch between the two bones, which will indeed increase the difficulty of lumbar puncture.

But Zhang Tianyang just shook his head slightly, "It's okay."

Now the old lady's lumbar puncture has been opened, no matter how difficult it is, it is only difficult to insert the needle, and it will not be more serious than yesterday's situation.

The graduate student brother stared at Zhang Tianyang twice, then curled his lips quietly.

Although Zhang Tianyang really admired Zhang Tianyang's question and answer with the director of ICU today, but it was just basic knowledge.

Talking about wars on paper is shallow in the end, and there are many people who pull their hips as soon as they start talking.

In the end, it's the operation that sees the truth.

He couldn't get used to Zhang Tianyang, a junior who just said "it's not in the way".

This old lady's waist wears. As a former gold medalist in the clinical skills competition, the graduate student brother has naturally experienced it.

Obviously the operation steps were all correct, and he clearly felt the sense of emptiness in his hands, but he knew better than anyone else the despair of not being able to pierce the cerebrospinal fluid.

How can such a difficult waist wear be said to be "not in the way"?

But think about it, he followed eagerly not to see Zhang Tianyang, the intern who helped prepare the supplies, but to see the "big god" who gave the old lady the cerebrospinal fluid.

So although I can't get used to it, the graduate student brother still endured it.

With a somewhat hostile look in his eyes, he was ready to wait and see what happened.

In fact, he came late yesterday and missed the waist piercing scene. Up to now, he still doesn't know which doctor made the waist piercing.

Is it Song Changkong, Director Song?

Or the attending doctor?

Or go to the general ward to ask for foreign aid?

No matter what the fellow graduate students think, Zhang Tianyang is still carrying out his work in an orderly manner.

Lin Ke'an automatically and consciously helped Zhang Tianyang prepare items, but she obviously couldn't keep up with Zhang Tianyang's speed.

She had just prepared one-third of the things, and Zhang Tianyang had already prepared the remaining two-thirds of the things by himself. He even put on sterile gloves and picked up the syringe.

Therefore, after just a dozen seconds, it became a special session operated by Zhang Tianyang alone.

Lin Ke'an squeezed the lidocaine that was left in his hand and paused for a while, feeling a little irritable for no reason.

The graduate student brother was watching casually, but Zhang Tianyang's movements were so fast that it was dazzling.

The postgraduate brother looked at it with a serious expression on his face.

Because he found that this junior was not only fast, but also very skilled, very standard, and very pleasing to the eye!

Seeing that Zhang Tianyang has already done all kinds of preparations, such as disinfection, laying towels, administering anesthesia, and then directly picked up the puncture needle

"Eh!"

The postgraduate brother couldn't help reminding, "Are you doing it? Isn't yesterday's teacher doing it?"

Zhang Tianyang raised his head, gave him a strange look, and asked without stopping.

"What teacher?"

"It's the teacher who successfully made a waist piercing for the old lady yesterday. Hey, why did you just say so?"

The eager accusation only had time to say half of it, and the rest of the sentence was swallowed by the graduate student.

Because Zhang Tianyang gave the injection simply but quickly, and the cerebrospinal fluid came out.

That easy look is as simple and easy as eating and drinking.

The postgraduate brother was choked in place immediately.

Zhang Tianyang carefully identified the color of the cerebrospinal fluid, and then he answered casually while holding the pressure measuring tube.

"I did it yesterday."

"Can"

The fellow graduate students have a lot to say.

How could such a difficult waist piercing be done by an ordinary-looking junior?

I have tried hard and found that the cerebrospinal fluid that can't come out no matter what, how can it come out with one injection?

Just kidding!

But looking at Zhang Tianyang's calm expression, smooth operation, and the look of the female doctor next to him, he was not surprised at all.

He quietly swallowed all the doubts.

In my heart, because of the arrogance that I once won the gold medal in the clinical skill operation competition, unconsciously, it began to be exhausted by Zhang Tianyang's calmness little by little.

The puncture needle is already in place, and the rest is a simple process of taking cerebrospinal fluid samples step by step, extracting excess cerebrospinal fluid, and then flushing with sterile water for injection.

Seeing that the old lady's cerebrospinal fluid pressure was much lower today than yesterday's, and the color was also one degree lighter than yesterday's, Zhang Tianyang felt more relaxed.

It seems that it is indeed improving.

The frequency of waist piercing twice a day may be reduced to once a day.

Zhang Tianyang operated with ease, and even devoted himself to answering various questions from the two white coats next to him.

"Junior brother, if you encounter a patient who can't get through, do you have any good methods and suggestions?"

"Well, it mainly depends on the feel. It's like this when I make waist wear."

At the beginning, there was a trace of consideration in the tone of the graduate student brother.

But following Zhang Tianyang's casual answer, the fellow graduate student suddenly recognized the reality.

When he spoke again, there was no trace of arrogance in his tone.

After explaining a few questions, he seemed to regard Zhang Tianyang as a superior doctor.

He didn't even dare to call him "Junior Brother", and directly called him "Great God".

Zhang Tianyang drained the cerebrospinal fluid step by step, answering questions casually.

He didn't realize at all that somehow, he seemed to have another little fanboy.

They also don't realize what kind of pet-fighting play will develop when the little fanboy and the little fangirl meet.

(End of this chapter)